CHAPTER 557: CHAPTER 343: ENDLESS POLAR, THE DEATH OF THE FUTURE

Meanwhile, Kalina remained at the top of the dormant volcano.

She was exhausted, her face pale, and her nose was bleeding with two streams of blood.

From the moment she realized that switching through so many Polar Domains continuously couldn’t stop Gu Qiye’s progress, she had already lost.

Gu Qiye slowly approached her, "You’ve lost. If you surrender, I might consider sparing your life."

"It’s no use. Either the people I’ve brought in die, or I die, for the domain to disappear. It’s... it’s the side effect of my superpower," Kalina murmured softly, her eyes hollow as she took a step back.

"So that’s how it is," Gu Qiye muttered.

He thought to himself, no wonder Kalina’s superpower is so potent, exhibiting effects beyond what a Catastrophe Level should possess; it turns out her power’s restrictive rules are so strict, once she pulls the enemy into her domain, she must kill them all to leave.

"In the end, I never got to dissect the Queen Bee... what a pity."

Kalina wiped her nosebleed, took off her goggles, and walked to the edge of the dormant volcano’s crater, then leaned backward and fell into it.

Her goggles slipped from her hands, crashing onto the ground at the crater’s edge, shattering.

Gu Qiye stood silent for a moment, was about to look down, when suddenly a fierce burst of fiery light erupted from inside the volcano’s crater, shooting skyward as the dormant volcano sprang to life.

Kalina was dead.

Gu Qiye, expressionless, lifted his head from the volcano and looked around.

The entire world was collapsing, like shattered glass, while all the volcanoes violently erupted, lava and flames engulfing everything.

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Meanwhile, in the Real World, the center of the Deserted Island.

Mu Long and Black Cocoon’s Restraint Incarnation stood in a corner of the barren sand, quietly observing the duel between Ghost Bell and the Father of Puppets.

Every time the hands of the clock tower began to move, the Father of Puppets preemptively had the mechanical Buddha protect him and Ajaya with its six palms, thus evading the attacks Ghost Bell initiated during the time stasis, finally blasting the adversary away with one palm.

And Ghost Bell, like an irrational frenzied bull, after being blasted away by the mechanical Buddha each time, stood up swiftly and charged at the opponent again.

This was a battle between two top-tier Catastrophe Levels. If Mu Long and Black Cocoon rashly intervened, they would likely be obliterated in an instant.

"So, what you left here is a clone, right?" Mu Long suddenly asked.

He had just witnessed with his own eyes, Oda Ehgo’s tachi clearly pierced through Black Cocoon’s chest, but only a segment of the restraint belt gushed out, no blood, no organs or bones.

Such an unbelievable scene, Mu Long had witnessed once before.

It was when he first encountered Black Cocoon, back then he directly thrust a sword through Black Cocoon’s Restraint Incarnation, and eventually that incarnation dissipated into gas.

From then on, Mu Long knew Black Cocoon possessed cloning abilities, how many tricks this restraint belt monster still hid he didn’t know, yet just what he had seen from Black Cocoon so far was enough to astound anyone.

"Uh, yeah... you actually figured it out." The Restraint Incarnation spread its hands.

"I’ve observed that your true form usually comes wearing a black trench coat and a mask, but your clones typically cover themselves entirely in restraint belts," Mu Long remarked.

"You’ve observed well. If possible, I certainly wouldn’t want my true form involved in such a dangerous situation," Black Cocoon shrugged, "My clone is already nearing its time limit, so it seems... I have to summon my true self over."

He paused, "Oh, I know you’re definitely going to say to me, ’Isn’t it too dangerous to bring your true form here,’ but thank you for your concern, Mr. Mu Long, my true form will be fine. Everyone’s fighting with their lives on the line, how can I hide behind the scenes alone?"

"Who cares what you do, suit yourself," Mu Long said coldly, "We ought to assist Mr. Ghost Bell."

Saying this, he grabbed the shoulder of the Restraint Incarnation, subsequently spread the giant crow-feather-like wings behind him, seemingly about to heroically head to the battlefield of the Father of Puppets and Ghost Bell with the Restraint Incarnation.

Fortunately, the Restraint Incarnation spoke up in time to stop him:

"Heh heh heh heh! Don’t rush, my true form will be here shortly. I wouldn’t want to find my clone disappearing mid-battle, then you guys would be isolated, wouldn’t you?"

"What do you mean isolated, is there a difference without you?" Mu Long tilted his head, the beak of his knight’s helmet tilting with it.

"Without the help of Lord Black Cocoon, what are you little Karami(weaklings) worth?"

"How soon can your true form arrive?" Mu Long asked, "At this rate, it’ll be daylight before you get here."

"Don’t worry, just a little bit longer is enough. Besides, Mr. Blue Arc hasn’t come out of Ms. Kalina’s domain yet; why are you in such a hurry, aren’t you enjoying watching Ghost Bell take a beating?"

"Aren’t you afraid Mr. Ghost Bell will be killed?" Mu Long furrowed his brows.

"Come on, his skin is thick and tough, and the Father of Puppets hasn’t deployed his second Catastrophe Level puppet yet. That’s the main act, we are the surprise force, no need to enter the stage now, wait until the information is ample and then..."

Midway through Black Cocoon’s words, Ghost Bell was suddenly blasted tens of meters away by the mechanical Buddha’s palm, kicking up a storm of sand, eventually crashing into the clock tower above.

He squinted, unwilling to watch directly, covered his face, and shook his head, "This old man is just lame."

After saying that, Black Cocoon synchronized his consciousness to his true body, awakening from the sandy shore at the edge of the island.

At this moment, Urushibara Ryuri was yawning, staring absentmindedly at the sea under the night sky.

"I should be going," Black Cocoon said, rising from behind the rocky mountain.

Then raised his right hand, palm aimed at the top of Urushibara Ryuri’s head, a black restraint belt peeled out from the sleeve of his trench coat.

[Active skill released: "Restraint Trap," the cooldown time for this skill is: one day (one restraint trap is generated each day, a maximum of two restraint traps can be stored)]

[Current number of usable restraint traps: 0]

The restraint belt peeling from Black Cocoon’s sleeve quickly hit the ground, landing on Urushibara Ryuri, then transformed into a trap, binding Urushibara Ryuri completely, pinning her against the rocky mountain.

He retracted his restraint belt, tucked his right hand into his trench coat pocket, and pulled out a mobile phone.

"You’re leaving?"

Urushibara Ryuri glanced at the restraint trap binding her, then looked up at Black Cocoon, curiously asking, "What’s going on... aren’t you afraid I’ll escape?"

"Don’t worry, I won’t let you go. Don’t entertain any wishful thinking, stay here for now. I’ll come back for you in a while. If I don’t return... well, then just forget what I said."

Black Cocoon said, distributing his body’s gravity across each restraint belt, dancing the belts into the air, transforming into a transparent bird that disappeared above the beach.